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Frances Waldeaux

CHAPTER III
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You will come to me always.
But that woman never shall cross my threshold." "Mother! Do you mean what you say ?" It was a man, not a shuffling boy that spoke now.

"Do you mean that we are not to go to you to-morrow?
Not to go home in October?
Never----" "Your home is open to you.

But Pauline Felix's child is no more to me than a wild beast--or a snake in the grass, and never can be." She faced him steadily now.
"There she is," said Frances, looking at the little black figure under the trees, "and here am I.

You can choose between us." "Those whom God hath joined together," muttered George.

"You know that." "You have known her for three weeks," cried Frances vehemently.


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